“Are you still working?” I asked.“Yes. And I’m going to stay there. The woman who had the baby decided to stay home as a mom.”“That’s go...d. And you haven’t been sick?”“No, I haven’t.”“What do you do besides work and church?”“Nothing,” she said.The waitress came and took our orders. I half-expected Kara to simply ask me to order something for her, but she ordered what she usually did for lunch - a ‘Big Boy’ platter that included a burger, fries, and coleslaw.“Are you still seeing Stephie?” Kara. I sat there for a moment as if I had conquered him but the truth is we had done so little. We hadn’t done it. We hadn’t fucked.Our breathing had both slowed as I tried to think of my next move.“What’s wrong?” he asked.“Nothing,” I lied.“Let’s fuck,” he said. He pushed up again but this time I knew he wanted to take something. He wanted to take me. Pull me down and kiss me.“Hold on,” I said stopping him.“Are you a virgin? I thought at the club you were acting suspicious.”“I’m not,” I said. I. 'Layla' and I had to work late most of the week. And in our talks during those hours we grew closer. The conversations got more intimate. She was shameless. Told me about her past lovers, one night stands and masturbation. She had this amazing story about a guy she took home, but never had the intention to fuck. He was so pushy she had let him jerk of over her feet, which seemingly was a hilarious situation. One morning I was preparing for work and texted if she wanted to ride along. The. "Come and sit down dear, and tell mewhat you had planned for today."Trying not to swallow my tongue, I opened my mouth, but no words cameout as every fear I ever had of being discovered had come true."You look so nice, why don't we go to my house? We can talk a while,then maybe later have a nice dinner?"There was nothing to say, and would not have anyway, so I simply noddedmy head yes, and followed her out the front door, then walked to hercar. That's the reason I never saw her. Nana had parked.